Picking up the story 16 years after The Second Empire, Kearney brings back the major characters of the previous four books to conclude one of the best fantasy series ever written. Why this series hasn't gained more recognition within the genre is a mystery, as I can think of few series that packs such an emotional punch, kick and werewolf bite.
Ships from the West has more of the blood-and-thunder warfare that made the previous books, although the emphasis for most of the book is more magical than martial. (How long did the armada last?!?) Richard and Corfe's stories drive (or should that be "sail"?) the plot, but there's still room for every other major character to reach their own personal resolutions - some surprisingly so. And while I didn't like some of these resolutions, this dis-satisfaction is down to personal preference rather than any fault in the execution.
Brilliant, shocking, moving and - thank God - as consistant as anything the fantasy genre has to offer. Thank you, Paul Kearney.